Friday, 4 December 2015

Remember?



worthwhile it was for lips to brush together,
only to find our drifting away further,
the sound and sight may have gotten broader,
to the demons that smile, I surrender !

let come the dark needle deep in my brain,
there's no need to stay sane,
anymore since there's nothing to gain.
from this pain. from this pain. 

I stroll through the countryside, 
with your letters that I can not abide, 
I'll blaze them up, hell knows where they'll go,
will turn into ash and through wind they'll blow.

please tell me not to go, 
there's still sand below,
the sea level we talked about,
to die together in. remember? 



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